Although I am somewhat embarrassed to admit it, this kind of relationship between men and women is truly delightful. In fact, I think it is not a bad idea to add the word "incomparable" after "delightful".
But right now, my skin is thick enough to only allow me to keep admitting this.
At dawn that day, I continued to sleep comfortably to make up for the fatigue caused by the nightmare and intense "exercise" last night, but the voice of the damn messenger rang out again outside the door, saying, "General Chen is waiting outside. He ordered me to tell you to get up and come over."
"How heartless, Brother Chen is too impatient." I couldn't help but complain about this elder brother who had no compassion at all, and whispered to myself, "We did it five times in one night, is it easy for me?"
My newly-wed wife, whose hair was in a dishevel, was also woken up by the noise outside. She was still half asleep, but when she heard what I said, she smiled shyly with her hands covering her mouth.
I also looked at her and laughed silently. Then I pulled myself together and prepared myself. Knowing that I was too big, the lady moved over a little so that I could sit cross-legged and put on my clothes.
But I suddenly felt something was wrong under my wife's knees, so I reached down and pulled up a thick cloth with some blood in the middle. Then I felt my legs getting even wetter, so I leaned over to take a look.
"Ah, why is there blood?" I almost screamed, but my shy wife immediately stood up and covered my mouth.
I then remembered the disgusting things we had discussed in the past class, and wondered why I had forgotten them at the critical moment. However, it was a good time to forget them, and I could quietly admire my beautiful wife with my eyes, and I mean the pure and natural kind of appreciation.
Pei finally realized that the bad guy in front of her might have other intentions. She withdrew her hands to cover her more critical parts, but she couldn't prevent the bad guy from kissing her cheek.
I have nothing left, and I am just facing her who also has nothing.
Brother Chen was somewhat dissatisfied in the living room, but he could only shake his head helplessly, with a sly smile of an experienced person, but he got to the point without mentioning those things at all: "I'm afraid there is some problem among the Nanman people. Ziyue and Ziyuan thought it was strange at first. The Nanman people would come to harass them every now and then, but suddenly there was no movement for two months. They sent spies, but found that several tribes within the Nanman people had fought. I heard that the Nanman King died, and the new king is still young and the throne is unstable. Several of his powerful uncles are preparing to seize the throne of the Nanman King. I heard that this new Nanman King wants to make peace with us. For his own dignity and status, he sent a message of peace to Ziyue and others, but he asked to meet the leading figures of Jingzhou. Now you have no excuses. Go with your sister-in-law and get it done as soon as possible."
It seems that there is no humanity in this person, but I didn't complain much after hearing it. I just said I would leave tomorrow morning.
"Hurry up and pack up. You can take your wife away, but you have to go back this afternoon." Brother Chen somehow learned how to bargain, but he still gave a favorable condition. It should be admitted that this condition was hard to refuse.
"That's it, then."
Brother Chen is always very efficient. As soon as I finished my greeting, he had already returned the greeting and walked away.
When I turned around and went back to the room, I met Sister Qi on the way. As a woman, she asked me how I felt last night without any shyness. I wanted to ignore her and continue walking, but she deliberately said, "Ah, why is there blood?" I was so scared that I quickly turned around and wanted to cover her mouth, but just as I was about to put my hand up, I suddenly felt that it was not appropriate, so I had to quickly retract it. I didn't know what to do for a moment, and then I became dejected.
Then, I was beaten by this person for a long time, and finally she deliberately found fault with me and blamed me for being impolite and not even having the etiquette between siblings when meeting her. She forced me to bow quickly and muttered something about a cunning woman, but she heard it and then I was lectured for a long time again.
After being released from prison, I quickly returned to my bedroom. My wife had already left and the bed had been tidied. The mattresses were all replaced with new ones. I felt a little disappointed but still very sleepy. I fell on the bed and fell asleep again. Someone tucked me in. I didn't know who it was. I just knew that I continued to sleep like a dead pig. It should be noted that this metaphor was made by an eyewitness who was present at the time. Combined with the description of the last time I fell into the water, I think this person's literary skills are relatively poor. Since she is a woman and my wife, I omitted the word "beat" at the end.
I was woken up at noon. The person who woke others up had a slight smile on his face, while the person who was woken up looked tired.
The person who was awakened was quite unhappy and was very attached to the taste of sleep: "Give me a moment, let me rest for a while, or a few more moments will do." This was what I said to Yinling when it was time to stay in bed. However, she never bought into this. Occasionally, she would let me sleep a little longer, but most of the time, she would use force if soft tactics didn't work. Sometimes, she would just lift my quilt and pat my butt to wake me up half-dragged and half-coaxed; later, when I was older and bigger, she would just tickle my feet that often unconsciously stretched out of the quilt, and when I shrank back, she would repeat the same method. I thought Guo Pei would not do this, but when I thought about it, I couldn't deny that I still felt a little uneasy. But I was really interested in how she woke me up, so, although I was sleepy and stayed in bed, I also had the idea of watching the fun.
But she didn't continue to wake me up, but just quietly did something beside me. I glanced at her with a little disappointment and a little relief, and saw my wife packing my things for me. Occasionally, she stroked the hair that fell from her ears, and her quiet and delicate face was often thoughtful. I heard that girls are most beautiful when they are thinking about their own things, especially when they are thinking about boys. I didn't expect that a girl who thinks about such trivial things is also beautiful. I must admit that my own wife, I have never looked at her directly for more than a moment since I met her, so this time I felt like appreciating the scenery, because it was actually fresh.
I couldn't stand the thought of getting up after she finished cleaning up, so after a few moments, I pretended to yawn, got up and sat on the edge of the couch, then sat there for a while, took a break, rubbed my face, and then went over to ask for help. I asked myself if I would dare to do this after I married Yinling, and finally I got a firm answer: no.
Guo Pei asked me to take a break. I was too tired in recent days. To be honest, I was a little touched. Then I wanted to lie down and rest for a while. However, I reminded myself again not to be too childish and asked what else I should bring.
The lady seemed to be thinking about something. She raised her pretty face and thought for a while. Suddenly, she remembered something and waved me to the inner room. She pointed to the long cloth cover by the wall and said, "This is the weapon that Uncle Gongye made with you." After a pause, she took down a cloth cover from the shelf next to her and said, "This is the letter he left for you." Then she let me read the letter and the weapons, and went out to busy herself again.
Guo Pei didn't mention this, and I had already forgotten about it. As soon as she left, I couldn't wait to open the cloth cover and took out a long spear from the middle. This weapon was not very eye-catching, black, and a few inches longer than the Tianlang. There was a furry fur wrapped around the connection between the spear head and the spear body, and a thick tail hung out. I thought that the Tianlang was like a hedgehog curled up on the pole, and this thing was like a squirrel rolled up on the spear. I knew what this fur tassel was for, but why did Uncle Gongye give me such an eye-catching and somewhat cute tassel? It made me feel that I was not heroic enough and was too silly.
After examining the spear, I found nothing special, so I opened the envelope and read it carefully. Unexpectedly, the letter was very long, and it took me a whole quarter of an hour to read.
After reading it, he took a long breath and gently closed his eyes, and immediately saw a middle-aged man speaking earnestly to a young man: "You are like the Heavenly Wolf. When you are at ease, you are unknown and unnoticed. If you continue like this, you may just slowly fade into darkness in the corner and be unknown for the rest of your life. But when you encounter chaos, you will get the best opportunity that belongs to you. After drinking blood and going through hardships, you will naturally take off the black clothes and emit the light you should have. However, you have thorns all over your body, and you cannot get along well with everyone. Whenever there is injustice, you will definitely stand up and show your wolf fangs. In this way, you may be reused in wartime, but in times of peace without disputes, what awaits you is only a corner."
The young man let out a long sigh and said thoughtfully, "If I could stay on the weapon rack forever, with no one to use me and no one needing me, wouldn't that be better?"
The middle-aged man ignored the young man's words and continued, "This spear is made of black iron. Its shape is gentle and does not show any mountains or rivers. Even if it has been through many battles, it will only have a cold light on the tip of the blade. Don't look at this piece of fur. Who would have known that there are sharp thorns behind the softness. People should be like this, too."
The young man stroked the fur on the gun. Sure enough, there was a murderous intention hidden behind this cute fluffy thing. He said with some displeasure, "I don't like this thing. It's not as straightforward as Tianlang."
The middle-aged man continued: "I know you don't like it, but I don't expect you to do it right away. I just hope you can understand the mystery behind it."
Then it went away, leaving only the young man mumbling, "I don't like this."
"Zirui, what are you doing?" This situation was really strange, and I would have asked this question if I were in his shoes.
"Nothing?" I shook my head, put aside my thoughts, and said, "You come with me. This is what Brother Chen asked. I just noticed that you only packed my clothes. Take your change of clothes as well. There are some things I don't understand, and I still need to ask you for advice."
"Please teach me? I only know those empty talks. If I really want to talk about state affairs, I'm afraid I can only..."
"Of course, because I am not good at empty talk. Come with me, I do have some things I need to ask you, and there are many things I don't understand." I answered calmly, but in fact I knew what she meant by "only". I felt sad and anxious in my heart, but I didn't want to mention this matter again to the person who could relieve my anxiety.
He turned around and picked up the iron spear. The spear had no name, and he didn't want to name it. He thought about what his uncle said, and thought to himself, "I'll use it anyway. This spear won't force me to do this secretly, so why should I be afraid? When it comes to making a decision, it's up to my heart."
At that moment, I ordered people to call the couple, the mother and son of the flying thief, and Song Yu to follow me south, and arrange the carriages and other things. Brother Chen also ordered people to send the letter of appointment, send the officers and soldiers for escort, and the flag of peace and prosperity before, but it was put away at this time. After this, we can set off when the sun is setting in the west at 5 pm. I miss the families of my friends and I don’t have time to say hello to everyone at home. Although I am reluctant, I can’t think of it.
But a cunning woman at home thought that I was deliberately avoiding her, otherwise I would have invited her to go sightseeing in southern Jingzhou. I had to invite her quickly, but she was determined to go. She wanted to take this opportunity to tour the mountains and forests in the northwest of Jingzhou. It was a pity that Meng De couldn't spare the time to accompany her, so I was able to escape safely when the girl was pregnant.
"Everyone, the horses must speed up. We must reach Jiangling tonight before we can rest." This was the only order I gave as I was exhausted. (In fact, we can't reach it, but we have already shortened this distance before, and no one pointed it out, so let's continue to shorten it here.)
Then I continued to lie down beside my wife to rest. I wanted to pull my wife to rest with me, but she was embarrassed. It seemed that her skin was relatively thin, not as thick as mine, but I also thought it was fine this way. In a trance, the felt covering my body was pulled and I felt comfortable.
Suddenly, someone knocked on the window of the car, waking me up from my sleep. I opened my eyes and found that it was not yet dark. I was suspicious: "Have we reached Jiangling? Can we fly?"
"No, someone is chasing us." The lady obviously knew more than I did in my dream, at least in terms of details. However, it seemed that the person who came to report was not clear about who the person was, so naturally she didn't know either.
"How many people are there?" I asked since people were still outside the window.
"A man on horseback came galloping over with a weapon. We stopped him and asked him why he wanted to see Marquis Ping An Feng Yun. He didn't know. We thought he was some insignificant person and he didn't have the slightest intention of fighting with us, so we just ignored him and continued on our way. But he wanted to see you again."
"This is strange, who would chase me like this? They are not looking for me, why are they going back and forth like this?" Then he pulled himself together, picked up his iron spear and went out to the rear. The soldiers did not know who the newcomer was, and were setting up a semicircle around him. This posture was probably due to Qing's contribution. After separating the crowd, he suddenly realized that the only person who knew my name but not my reputation was the hunter who was still wearing animal skins.
When he saw me, he immediately smiled and ignored everyone around him, saying to me, "Brother Xie, why did you leave without telling me?"
"You were taking a nap at that time, and I never disturb others' nap, so I didn't call you. You slept well. Why did you come to chase me?" I smiled.
"You were going to take me with you in the future, but now you're leaving and taking the two of them with you, leaving me behind. You're not keeping your word."
"I'm just out on some business. I'll be back in a few days. And since you've just arrived, I'll let you rest for a while. You'll have a lot of things to do in the future, so go back first."
"No, once I come out, I will follow you in everything. Without you, who will take care of me?" The soldiers next to him all laughed. I guess everyone was thinking that today was a great day for them. They never thought there would be such a naive and cute fool.
I couldn't help laughing, so I nodded, "Okay, then you can come with me this time. Did you bring a change of clothes?"
"Oh, I forgot. I woke up and saw the yard was deserted. Then I heard you leave. I was so scared that I rode the horse you gave me and ran over here. You go first, I'll go back and get it. We'll go along the road, I ride a horse faster." After he finished speaking, he reined in his horse and turned around.
"Oh, no need. I'll find someone to do it for you when we get to Jiangling. You just follow the team." I ordered quickly, looking at **'s silly smile, I thought to myself: Silly brother, let's see how you will find your own wife in the future if you keep doing this.
I think when we unify the world's weights and measures in the future, we must add stupidity as a unit, so that ** is the unit, then when measuring Zhou Cang, its value must be less than one tenth. I thought again, no, this unit is too large, compared to chi, there must be cun, and there must be a certain unit, Zhou Cang may be able to do it, but thinking about the surprise attack on the cliff that broke Dong Zhuo, although I can only be careful, but it also makes me feel a trace of his wisdom as a person, Nanhuan, this Xiongnu still has some brains when talking to me about fighting, it seems that it is really difficult to find someone who can compare with **. Compared with him, I am simply Zhang Heng, and suddenly there is a ridiculous question in my mind: why do these two people with such a huge difference have the surname Zhang.
I suppressed my desire to continue to attack him, and went back to get a horse to ride. I guess someone would ask me why I didn't go back to the car. For someone who has lived with Zhou Cang, Liu Nan and others, it is absolutely unimaginable that a fool would not know the trouble he would bring to himself.
Sure enough, this person asked me many questions that I had never thought of. Of course, there were also some questions that I had thought of, such as what Ping An Fengyun Hou was. Those that I had not thought of were the following series of questions: What is the difference between this Hou and other monkeys? Where can I get it? Is it worth the money? etc. It is difficult to list them all.
What else can I do to treat such a person? I think the fact that he was not kicked off his horse and stepped on a few times should be attributed to the fact that some real men have a broad mind like the sky and the vanity of maintaining gentlemanly manners around their learned and talented wives after their marriage.
When I was lighting the stove to cook in the evening, Yu came to find me. My mother wanted to see me, so I went to ask her, but unexpectedly she directly suggested that I should steal the ** out at night and throw it into the wild; I also wanted to do this, but it really couldn't be done, otherwise I would not be able to give a good explanation to my brothers if someone was missing for no reason, although I personally believed that many soldiers would be quite happy with his disappearance.
It was very late at night when we arrived in Jiangling. Before entering the city, I saw a young man sitting in the battlement in front of the torches on the north gate wall of Jiangling, with his legs drooping on the five or six feet high wall. He first glanced at us, but then looked towards the north. I seemed to see his mouth moving, but I didn't know what he said.
The people guarding the city seemed to have been informed in advance, and they opened the gate for us without waiting for us to announce our identities. Just as we were about to enter the city, we heard the young man's voice, "Who is coming? It's already midnight, but everyone opened the gate for him."
** was right beside me. He probably felt that it was time for him to show his ability, so he wanted to ride forward, but I stopped him with my gun. Then I heard someone on the city wall faintly say, "Marquis Ping'an Fengyun is here." The young man suddenly became energetic, and with a "swoosh", he stood up on the battlement of the city wall. To be honest, this guy is very brave. I am not very brave, maybe because I have been drinking. I always feel that my legs are too long, and my upper body is at that height, so it must be very shaky. I might fall headfirst, and I will lose my 100 pounds. Then he shouted to the people below, "Brother Xie, Marquis Ping'an Fengyun, when will my brother Ziyu be back?"
"I don't know, it should be soon." I guess this person must be the dreaded Wei Yan, but from his voice it seems that he is very much looking forward to Zi Yu's return. I wonder what's the matter. Could it be that the people here bully him? It can't be like this. If he doesn't bully others, others will be thankful.
"Thank you, thank you, big brother." He was very sensitive to numbers and spoke out his words of thanks without pause, not one more or one less, and his tone was quite sincere, which made me feel that this kid was not as hateful as the rumors said.
At this time, I didn't know anyone in Jiangling. The only person I was relatively familiar with was this person called Wei Yan. But I believed that I could still find someone to ask all the questions I wanted to ask, but that would be tomorrow. It was too late at this time, and I didn't want to disturb the people or the officials, so I gave up all their plans to report.
After settling everyone, I also took a rest. However, I felt a little more energetic now. After sleeping for a whole day, I was full of energy. However, my wife obviously did not have that much energy. Although she was still by my side to wait for me to go to bed, her tired look made me give up all my plans for the evening.
"Madam, you are too tired today. Have a good rest." This was the last sentence she said that night. She also asked with an "um". I shook my head, smiled, took her hand and pulled her to sleep together. I did nothing that night except thinking about things and sleeping.
The next morning, I greeted the prefect. I actually knew this prefect. He was the fat man that my third uncle brought from the north. His name was Tongfei. After looking at his body shape, I was sure that he would never be able to fly in this life, the next life, or the next life.
"Shi Yi was too sleepy. I was really rude for not being able to greet you yesterday..." This person was a little reserved when talking to me. I don't know why, but they were not like this the last time I talked to them.
"It's okay, it's too late. I arrived at midnight yesterday. Besides, I ordered my men not to disturb you." I waved my hand and said some polite words, then asked him about Wei Yan.
"This matter... I don't know much about it. It seems that Wei Yan caused a big trouble and made Zi Yu very angry. Then it seems that he scolded him very badly. Since then, it seems that Wei Yan has been very well behaved. At least until now, no teacher in the school has been driven away by him. It seems that no one has been bullied by him recently. He just lives on the city wall every day, looking to the north, waiting for Zi Yu to come back and show him what he looks like now. A child is a child, but this child is really persistent and determined."
"Brother Tongfei, you are not much better than others, don't express so much emotion." I laughed, and he laughed too, but I was already thinking about this guy in the city. He will have a bright future. But children do need the favor and attention of others. The recognition of the closest people to them is the highest reward for them. I know that I still think so from a few years ago to now. So, I may still be a child.
After analyzing myself, I forgot about it, said goodbye to Shi Tongfei and continued on my way. I felt that I should not be the one recognized by Wei Yan. If I did so, it might upset Brother Zi Yu's painstaking efforts. So I suppressed my plan to be a good person and continued on my way. I should never worry that Kong Ming needed these things. I would be satisfied if he recognized me. I wondered if I thought too badly of myself and did not show my status as a parent. But then I thought that I might just be a parent in name only. In fact, if I counted the people in my family with my fingers, I would know that I might not be the top manager. Suddenly, I felt that my future was full of unpredictable crises.
But I soon forgot all these crises. At least now I am still the boss, and I have to enjoy these good days. I reflect on myself again, and wonder if I have developed some bad habits of just getting by.
In the midst of such intense and fruitless thinking, I left Jiangling and took a boat down to Wuling. Although it was spring, the flood last year had not completely subsided, so it was most convenient to go to Wuling and Guiyang by boat, and there was no need for a post station. To the west of Wuling were towering mountains. I left the two musicians there and asked Ziyuan to take care of them. Then I went south to Guiyang and dealt with the King of the Southern Barbarians.
The journey was planned to be easy, and I stood at the bow with my wife to watch the spring light. Actually, there was nothing to see. Occasionally, there was an isolated island beside the boat. It should be a hill with new green on it. When the boat passed by, it would occasionally startle a flock of egrets. Most of the time, I saw the lake, which was clearer than in winter, stretching as far as the eye could see to the horizon.
During the few days on the boat, the two musicians were very happy and always kept us from taking a nap; but ** was a little listless, and the mother and son were still very excited. The mother always held her son in her arms and looked into the distance together, saying something from time to time. The lady smiled at me more often because I always asked her questions humbly. Of course, I think it might be one of the reasons why we did the usual human relations and did the great things of heaven and earth at night.
During the trip, we passed by Changsha, but we did not stop there so as not to delay our journey. It was a pity not to see Brother Xingba, who was the prefect here.
Ziyuan looked fatter, which was confirmed by the fact that I was sure that the object in front of him was not a wooden stake when I was fifteen miles away. However, he looked much more mature, which was a new impression I got when the boat was fifteen feet away from the shore. He had some beard, which made his face look a little thinner. It might be that the beard had the effect of lengthening the face, after all, there was a certain amount of weight under the chin. I had such wild thoughts, and my bad speculation did not affect me from holding his arm and hugging him after getting off the boat. I even lifted him up and swung him around, which really scared him.
After meeting and introducing himself, he hurriedly greeted Guo Pei. Guo Pei really had the demeanor of a great man, and her posture was even more graceful than on the couch. This metaphor is a bit bad. If you find it uncomfortable, you can skip this sentence. Of course, I think it doesn't make any sense to skip it or not. I found that I like to think about these things recently.
Wuling is not a big city and is very quiet. When I entered the city in the afternoon, there was no sound. The ground here was a little wet and the whole city was a little dusty. There were not many pedestrians in the alleys and no one talked. Everything was so quiet that it made me sleepy.
As night fell, fog rose in the city. Ziyuan settled us in the post station and said to me, "I'm sorry, brother. It's too humid here. I had to have these quilts and blankets heated by fire. You and sister-in-law, please yield a little."
I quickly waved my hands and said it was okay, I never cared about these things.
"Yes, Sister Yinling will build a sleeping place for you next to Bai, and you will go there to sleep." After saying this, she pointed at my wife with a blank expression, and told me to be careful about the occasion, and then pressed her hand down, telling me to calm down. Then she told me to have a good rest and talk about those things tomorrow, and then she left.
I asked everyone to go back and rest, and then I went to rest too, and started thinking about how to deal with him tomorrow.
That night, she thought I was weird, and she kept laughing. But she was still very energetic, and when I said this, she really started to feel shy. But I thought of that person, and I wanted to talk to the person next to me several times, but I didn't know how to start.
I feel like I’m actually pretty useless.
The next morning I became serious, knowing that all my plans last night had to be changed, because the fat guy invited me directly to his house and welcomed us with his wife, which the bitch didn't tell me yesterday.
And this day is definitely not a good day. It is February 1st of the first year of Chuping, but it is not the end of the first month, but the end of the leap month.
The meal Ziyuan treated me to was very sumptuous, and his wife was also very beautiful, virtuous, and polite. But I was not happy. I didn't mean to tease him, but I still asked him to come out for a while in the middle of the banquet. The banquet immediately fell silent, perhaps because my low voice was full of displeasure.
In the yard, I was walking in front and he was following me. I walked for a while before stopping. When I was sure that I was far away from the dining room, I stopped and turned around, only to find that Ziyuan had been left several feet behind me and was running towards me.
Seeing him panting, my hostility decreased, but I still lost my temper: "Ziyuan, how much is your annual salary? How much do you want to eat for this meal? How long have you been away from Xiangyang? You already have one wife and four concubines. How big is Wuling City? I can't walk around your yard in a moment. Explain it to me clearly."
"You are the Marquis of Ping'an Fengyun. Although you have been demoted to a commoner, everyone knows that there is a mystery behind this matter. You will be back soon, so I must host a banquet for the Marquis of Wanhu to live up to my brother. The money will be paid by the government treasury, so you don't have to worry about it. Marrying a wife is too common and I don't care. This mansion used to belong to the Marquis of Wuling. The former Wuling prefecture mansion has been in disrepair for a long time and is no longer habitable, so I moved here."
I shook my head, and suddenly felt that there was a gap between Ziyuan and me, but I didn't know when this gap appeared.
I didn't say much, and the lunch ended awkwardly. That afternoon, I was feeling depressed, so I rode out alone. Not long after, I sat down in a restaurant, ordered some food and wine, and started drinking. That afternoon, I felt quite uneasy, and I wrote a poem, part of which said:
"South of the Yunmeng River, I galloped past the flowers; what I saw from the side was the thin gauze of the brothel; in the alley, people were in a hurry; the hall was solid, and the four walls had not collapsed; why shouldn't it be solid? I was greedy for luxury..." I can't remember what happened next. In fact, I don't know if I can't remember it or I just couldn't speak afterwards.
Back at the post station, I closed my eyes and thought for a moment before issuing an order, which was actually just one word: "Go."
The only happy thing for me that day was that I saw my wife ready to leave, with all her clothes packed.
Before leaving, Zhang Tao was a little uneasy. I was still a little drunk, so I felt relieved and said, "Tao, remember what your brother said. You can do this, but remember what you do. The other brothers don't ask anything of you."
People are always different. Maybe I should put myself in Ziyuan's shoes. He may have his own difficulties, but I still think I did the right thing.
The others didn't understand, but the lady understood me. She stayed by my side when I was looking at Ziyuan at the stern, but I didn't say anything and neither did she.
Two days later, we arrived at Guiyang. (It was impossible to go by water. In fact, the land route was also difficult at that time, but I shortened it here. Otherwise, I would have to add some prefectures and counties in the middle, but I thought it was useless, so I didn't add them. The two cities were close to each other as they were before, just because the water route went upstream.) Lingling was on the side, but the city walls had been destroyed long ago. Ziyue only sent a few soldiers there to guard. The atmosphere here was more tense than Wuling. But I know Ziyue will never be nervous. In his words, "If you have time to be nervous, you might as well go to sleep for a while." And if you want me to guess what Ziyue is doing now? I bet he is doing something that everyone does and must do every day: sleeping.
He is the person who can sleep the most in our school. He has spent most of his life sleeping soundly on the bed. But even so, considering that he can eat a lot, he is still so thin. So, when I saw the wooden stake fifteen miles away, I doubted whether he had come, but I thought it was more likely that he was sleeping. When I was fifteen steps away from the shore, I was sure that it was indeed a wooden stake, and there was no trace of the thin man next to it. When I asked him, I knew that he had not come. I added: "Is he sleeping?" The responding officer felt a little embarrassed and could only mumble that he didn't know, but he conveyed his order that I could find him directly at any time when I came.
"Take me there." After settling down, I immediately asked the official to lead the way.
Zi Yue's presence made me much happier, but I was annoyed that he was still sleeping like a dead pig. Looking around, I found that the official residence was indeed very simple. However, for a person like him, it didn't matter how beautiful and luxurious the outside was. He was in a dream all day anyway. Perhaps only the couch was worthy of attention. His couch was indeed special, at least twice as big as mine, and there were two of us sleeping on it.
I wanted to see when he would wake up, so I didn't call him. I just sat down beside the couch and thought about the problem of dealing with the southern barbarians. But I didn't expect the person on the couch to speak first: "Hey, you came to find me but didn't wake me up. You have to come and call me so that I can wake up. If you don't call me, I will wake up like this. Isn't it very shameful?"
"You're awake!" I stood up and turned around, but immediately saw a person sleeping like a dead pig. The word "pig" can be deleted here. This person looks like everything except a pig. I immediately cursed: "Why are you still pretending to be dead? Get up quickly, there are many things to do!"
"You really can't get up!" My tone was full of murderous intent. I quickly got up and ran out of the house. After a while, I came back and was dressed neatly. When I came in, I pretended to be stupid with me: "Oh, Brother Zirui, you are here."
I immediately stood up and grabbed his clothes, and he kept dodging in anxiety: "Don't tear my new clothes."
"Either you come here or I go over there." I issued the final threat, and it worked. He immediately decided to sit back on the couch obediently and gave me an obscene smile.
"How do I contact the southern barbarians? I want to meet them. And do these things for me."
On February 8th of the first year of Chuping, it was a rare good day, and Zi Yue was just like this with me. Indeed, the past few days had been spent in the rain, and only this day could we see the sun. I sat on the second floor of a tavern in Lingling City, without any weapons, letting the sunlight shine on me through the bamboo curtains, while waiting for my guests.
I have never seen a southern barbarian before, but I always feel that he may look like Hu Yujun's sister-in-law, but his exact appearance was not determined until the afternoon. Because more than 40 people came downstairs at once, most of them were wearing leather armor, with shoulder guards on both sides protruding, which made their shoulders look very broad, and their hair was tied up in random ways. Relatively speaking, my hair was relatively honest. There were a few people who were obviously respected, and there were many animal teeth on the bone tooth collars on their necks, but I didn't know which southern barbarian king was it. Because the one with the most teeth was an elderly woman, I began to wonder if everyone could get an extra tooth on their collar if they lost a tooth. This barbarian old woman was holding a no, and I thought again, could this be the southern barbarian king, but Ziyue's southern barbarian king was a teenager in his early twenties, and he was not that old among those noble people.
I actually found an outlier in the crowd. He seemed to be a Han Chinese, and he looked like a counselor. I didn't expect that there were Han counselors among the southern barbarians. It seemed that they brought him here to understand us. He was dressed more formally than me, with a white silk scarf, showing a rare bookish air among the barbarians. I wanted to recruit this person, but I thought that his temperament was revealed among a group of southern barbarians, so he might not be trustworthy, so I had to put this idea aside for now.
When they were walking downstairs, a dispute broke out among the southern barbarians. Several southern barbarian nobles split into two factions and quarreled with each other. The young strategist was busy trying to persuade both sides. It seemed that he also understood that it was extremely disadvantageous to have a fire in the backyard at this time, because it would definitely be more advantageous for us who could see the excitement clearly.
Finally, the situation calmed down, and several people entered the tavern, including the young counselor. I think he must be the messenger between the two sides. According to Madam, the southern barbarians have no written language, but they have their own language. Such people are indeed needed for us to communicate; however, it is believed that most of the southern barbarians can speak Chinese, so we still did not prepare such a messenger.
There were heavy footsteps on the stairs. The man had finally arrived. I stood up and sat up straight in the host's seat. Many figures flashed through my mind, but I didn't know what this man looked like.
While Hu Luàn was guessing, the answer was revealed. As soon as the man sat down, he introduced himself: "I am what you call the King of the Southern Barbarians. My name is Meng Jie. Marquis Ping An Feng Yun, I have heard of your great name for a long time."
He was the man dressed like a Han Chinese and looked like a counselor. That year, he was twenty-one years old.